Between Us (a MacKenzie Bourg Fanfic)

Chapter 2//

I walk out of the room, listening to nothing but my own heavy breathing and sniffles. My yellow ticket is behind my back, I'm contemplating doing to cliche " I didn't make it through" trick where everyone gets gloomy but then you throw the ticket. Outside the door stood my Dad and my older sister, Jenny, who was the one who made me audition in the first place. Ryan catches ahold of me as we all group hug, celebrating the current events. We were all inside each-other's personal space bubbles, and it's about 77 degrees fahrenheit in Georgia. Our hot and sweaty bodies feel the need to detach, so we do. We all walk back to the room with the hundreds of chairs, every taken seat has a potential star sitting in it, waiting to be heard.

Everybody in the room is staring at me as I wave my ticket, screaming and wiping my tears of joy. My right hand grabs ahold of my left forearm, when I suddenly feel a sense of emptiness. My bracelet was missing. There could be no way this was happening during one of the happiest moments of my life. My bracelet was a part of me, I never left it behind. I even kept it on in the shower to make me feel safe and sound. My mother gave that bracelet to me the day before she passed, which was my birthday. Until this day that was my favorite day, since it was my last with her. I needed to find this bracelet. I tell my dad and sister to keep walking towards the exit, I will catch up to them in a bit. The only other place I went before the audition room was the long blue hallway leading to the room. I search every square foot of that hallway, every little nook on the side of the rug where it doesn't quite meet the wall. I reach the door leading to the room holding the judges and the lucky contestant who is probably scared shitless just like I was.

After staring at the floor for little over than 2 minutes my head starts to spin. I find an empty spot on the wall and slide my back down it, plopping my butt on the floor, and I continue to think about everything that has happened leading up to this moment. From the other side of the wall I make eye-contact with a middle-aged man, most likely waiting for their kid to tell them the news, good or bad. I hear faint footsteps that keep getting louder. The creaky, portable American Idol-door slowly opens. The first thing I spot is the ticket to Hollywood, being held in the hands of a short boy, but still taller than me. The middle-aged man picked up the boy and started swinging his around yelling "That's my boy!! That's how you do it!!" I find it quite amusing, so I sit there on the wall watching Ryan slowly walk up to the bonding father and son. No matter how awkward it is for me to be sitting here, I refuse to leave this hallway without my Constellation Alex and Ani.

The guys start to walk away from the door, but slow enough that I could get up off of the floor to see if they may have seen a bracelet laying around. I catch the attention of the boy who auditioned, and I made intense eye-contact with him through his brown and gold glasses that are very appealing. The longer I looked at him, the more I didn't want to stop. His beauty is unlike any other, I couldn't help checking him out. I finally choked out the words, hoping and praying he would say exactly what I wanted.

"Excuse me, Mr. 39956" I already start chuckling at terribly bad attempt at being funny. " Have you happened see a bracelet laying around, it has the constellation of a cancer on it, although it is very unlikely, I might as well give it a shot."

"Well Miss-" I can't help but giggle at the fact  that he is reading numbers off of my of boobs, "-39764, I think you might be in luck." My face instantly turned bright, his shy/awkwardness is really turning me on.

"Is this the one? I found it on the floor near the door, and I was going to give it to the front desk."

"Oh my god, yes this is the one thank you, thank you so much."

By this point his father and Ryan are way in front of us, chatting about who knows what. The boy starts to hand over the bracelet to me, placing his fingertips on top of mine so the bracelet has no chance of falling on the floor. He drops the bracelet into my hand and slowly backed away. I begin to get a full view of him. He was wearing a white tee and surprisingly attractive light green pants. He was holding a martin mini size 5, just like the one my sister has at home. His guitar strap almost matches my bag, they give off the same hipster vibe.

"By the way, what is your name?" I ask gorgeous #39956.

"It's MacKenzie, capital M, capital K, lowercase in the middle."